It was a Sunday afternoon and I needed some quiet time in nature. The best and closest place I could find was a school playground. I gave in to the shade of a tree, sat down and closed my eyes. Only a block away traffic roared and all around me people were busy with Sunday yard work.
It is Winter Solstice and while we know the days will begin getting longer, that the sun is returning…we also know that it is a slow process. It is the first day of winter and so we must make peace with the dark cold days of the season.
I was more than a little bit intimidated. I was feeling fear the closer we got to one another. Yet I wanted to know him, and I wanted to get close. He was gorgeous and proud, sleek and strong. He weighed 250 pounds.
I didn’t think I left much of an impression. I didn’t believe my presence had made any difference at all. My three daughters and I were on our way back to Florida from Kansas via Ohio, West Virginia and North Carolina.
I admire Walt. He was a visionary who followed up his dreams with action. He created a place where families could come together, where parents would unwind and put behind their day to day troubles, and actually play with their children, as if they were children again.
From the very first moment I saw him, I could not take my eyes off of him. There was something very special that made him stand out from the crowd. I began slowing down in the same moment that he seemed to notice me.